Chapter 193 Hold the bright moon and live forever
The celestial phenomenon of nine stars in a row and the wonder of the sky again make the world boil.
In the Chang'an Palace, the head of the Qintian Prison was summoned to the palace overnight.
"Wang Jianzheng, what's going on?" The new generation emperor is a young man. He seems to have just woken up from his sleep and is a little bleary-eyed.
The martial arts of this generation of emperors are not as good as those of the previous generations. The previous generations, if not the best in the world, were still masters at the master level. This generation is completely at the level of a first-rate warrior, not even innate.
"Your Majesty, this is the Nine Stars Continent, a Nine Stars Continent that only happens once in a thousand years." Wang Jianzheng said excitedly. This is the first time he has seen such a spectacle in his many years of life. It is simply unbelievable.
"Nine stars in a row..." The emperor chewed these words carefully, "What instructions does this celestial phenomenon... give us?"
Wang Jianzheng smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know, there are too few records in the history books about the Nine Stars Lianzhu. The only time was when the Emperor of Heaven conquered the evil gods. At that time, the Nine Stars Lianzhu and the Nine Heavens gods came down to earth to help. It may be related to the ancient gods. Oh, yes, there are also Back then, Zhenjun checked the records about the Nine Stars Lianzhu."
"I understand."
Except for the imperial palace, all the major forces in the world noticed this scene.
The vision of Tian Zai Dan slowly faded away, but the Nine Stars were still there.
"Look! What is this?"
"immortal?"
In Chang'an City, people who had been sleepless all night suddenly saw a light path hanging down from the sky. At the end of the light path was a bronze palace. The palace flew to the moon along the pure white light path.
Most of the civil and military officials gathered in the palace, including many highly skilled warriors.
"The Bronze Temple, could it be the True Lord?"
"It must be the True Lord. More than a hundred years ago, there was a palace in Lishan Mountain that was the Bronze Temple. It was the True Lord's dojo!"
Insightful people can recognize at a glance that this is the bronze palace of Zhenjun.
Suddenly, a feeling of ancient vicissitudes came to my face.
True Lord is a very distant word.
Two hundred and forty years after the founding of the country, the true king existed when the country was founded, and appeared several times after the founding of the country, spanning hundreds of years.
"Isn't your merits now fully ascended?" someone sighed.
"It should be that you can live forever by embracing the bright moon. Tsk tsk, we are not lucky enough to be able to meet the true king."
In the palace square, everyone watched helplessly as the bronze palace slowly flew into the sky.
I don't know why, but I feel confused.
For so many years, this god has never appeared, but many people understand that the god has always existed, so the royal family is very confident and is not afraid of any offense. Now that the god has left, where will their future go?
I guess I can only rely on myself.
In the bronze palace, Xu Xuan sat cross-legged. After many years, his appearance still showed no signs of aging. His roots were like his spiritual mind, exploring the outside world.
"It's a pity that I didn't have time to harvest the internal energy. I didn't expect that the Bronze Temple would automatically go up."
The temple seemed to be pulled by some force and flew straight into the sky. The strong wind roared and the speed became faster and faster. The temple even caused sparks from friction with the air.
Finally, the temple rushed into space, and the storm in space became more violent, but it still could not break the defense of the Bronze Temple. After all, the Bronze Temple could even block the true fire of the Phoenix, so how could it be afraid of a mere space storm.
Of course, the amount of energy consumed now is also amazing.
Xu Xuan tried his best to maintain the operation of the Bronze Temple.
When flying to a certain distance, Xu Xuan finally saw the whole world.
The earth is a rectangle, with a plain in the center, mountains, islands, and seas all around. The outermost edge is a dark sky, full of storms and chaos.
The moon is getting bigger and bigger, but it is just like the moon in the previous life. The surface is full of pits and pits, and the back is eternal darkness. The light path leads to the interior of the moon.
"Haha, wonderful, so wonderful." Xu Xuan couldn't help laughing loudly.
He has practiced immortality in endless plains, vast seas, and towering mountains. This is the first time he has practiced immortality in outer space, and it was also on the moon.
Step by step, the body is sublimated, making breakthroughs again and again, pursuing the peak of magic and body.
Wouldn’t such a wonderful adventure be so much more fun?
Who said that cultivating Taoism can only be practiced behind closed doors?
The adventure of space, the grandeur of the vast starry sky, and the peak and transformation of the human body. Isn't this feeling more wonderful than any form of entertainment?
boom!
The bronze palace suddenly shook, entering boundless darkness, and then shook again, seemingly stopping somewhere.
The bronze door slowly opened.
Xu Xuan finally saw the world.
This is a red world, red sand, without any moisture, air or spiritual energy. It is even worse than the previous world.
Ruins of broken walls and dead bodies with wings can be seen everywhere.
There is a sun in the sky, but there seems to be something wrong with it, but now is not the time to look at that.
Xu Xuan slowly walked toward the ruins. The patterns on the buildings all showed Yuren's unique aesthetics, which were inseparable from the sun, birds, and auspicious clouds.
Most of the corpses lying on the ground were feathered men, including pure-colored feathered men, mixed-color feathered men, bird-headed feathered men, dragon-headed feathered men, etc.
It is indeed the ancestral land of the Yu people, and there are many more types of Yu people than the outside world.
But it seemed that it was not completely preserved. Xu Xuancai only approached, but before he moved, Yuren's body turned into ashes on the spot.
It might be the arrival of Xu Xuan, or the ground shaking caused by the fall of the Bronze Temple.
All the feathered people in the audience were turned into flying ashes, and the entire feathered people's ancestral land was turned into dust.
I don't know what force made their bodies look like this.
When I came to the remaining building, I picked up a lot of clay tablets with Yuren characters written on the ground. I have the soul-searching technique, and I also know the Yuren characters from the memory of Xian Jue back then.
It was probably some records. Through the scattered fragments, Xu Xuan roughly sketched out what to write, describing the myth of the Yuren. The Yuren were ancient strangers who were born from the sun and the lunar, and were existences that transcended humans and demons.
Of course, the Yuren are not invincible, and they are not the only ones on the moon.
The mortal enemy of the Yuman is the Snakeman, a kind of alien whose lower body is a snake.
The two sides fought for many years on the moon, and even spread to the earth below. At that time, humans were still a group of savages, and it was they who brought civilization.
The snake people cooperate with humans, and the feather people enslave humans.
In the end, some of the snake people were completely integrated into humans, and the other part were exterminated by the feather people. The feather people completely won the victory, exterminating all traces of the snake people's existence, and what followed was the exhaustion of spiritual energy.
They called it the curse of the snake people. In the end, this powerful ethnic group perished, and Xianjue and the mortal Cancong royal family were the last ones.
"I see." Xu Xuan looked at the "sun" in the sky.
This is indeed the sun, this is the origin of the Feathered People, the ancestral blood of the first generation of Sun-Feathered People.
The sun is born in the lunar yin, and Yuren is this sun.
The aura emanating from the ancestral blood can help the Yuren further purify their bloodline.
This is the function of ancestral blood.
Xu Xuan flew high into the sky. The sun was not that big, but it was only about the size of a thumb, like an underdeveloped egg.
"Inner view of Huangting, blood fusion." Xu Xuan thought to himself, it seems that he is trying to imitate the previous world.
Yuren live long lives, possess the Sutra of Feathering and Ascension, and can awaken incredible supernatural powers.
This is a magical power, not a spell. The magical power is very strong. The intensity will increase with the improvement of cultivation level, and it can also continue to evolve. The only magical power Xu Xuan has is the ability brought by double pupils, such as absorbing spiritual energy from the void, or the true phoenix. fire.
Needless to say, the abilities brought by the former are also his own trump card.
"Speaking of which, why don't Yuren take the initiative to absorb this blood?"
Xu Xuan thought.
In fact, it really cannot be absorbed. The ancestor bloodline is a high-level bloodline, and they are a low-level bloodline. The upper-level bloodline is equivalent to a big magnet, and it will be sucked away just by getting close.
The "swallowing" of the Yuren is a tradition, which can be seen from the method of the Sun Flowing Pearl Pill they invented.
Therefore, they have to stay far away, to a level where they can sense the vastness of the bloodline without being absorbed and assimilated.
On the contrary, an insignificant person like Xu Xuan could escape.
For Yuren, maybe the blood in Xu Xuan's body was still miscellaneous blood, a worthless miscellaneous blood.
Xu Xuan carefully took out the jade bottle. This kind of jade bottle looked like jade, with complex patterns outlined by gold and silver threads, and a low-grade spiritual stone in the center.
This is a bottle specially designed to store special rare treasures, which can completely retain the quality and form of spiritual objects.
Xu Xuan made a finger gesture and carefully put the sun into the bottle. Fortunately, no accident occurred.
The whole little world became dark and dead.
Xu Xuan did not retreat immediately, but searched for a while.
"This Yuren is ridiculously poor in terms of cultivation. He relies entirely on his bloodline and doesn't even have any better spells."
They are talented, but they won't think about creating any spells unless they have to, unless they really encounter difficulties.
However, after some searching, Xu Xuan discovered a spell.
The spell is engraved on stone tablets, complete with lines and some text.
"Circulation... spiritual energy... spiritual veins..."
Is this a method of artificial spiritual veins?
There is an essential difference between spiritual veins and spiritual stones. If light absorbs spiritual stones, the efficiency will be low and a lot of spiritual energy will volatilize. Spiritual veins can circulate and improve the environment to generate spiritual stones. The abundant concentration of spiritual energy also promotes the efficiency of practice. .
The higher the level, the higher the concentration of spiritual energy required. This is a "blessed place" that monks cannot live without.
It seems that Yu Ren also made a lot of efforts before their demise.
"Artificial spiritual veins..."
(There’s another chapter after eight o’clock)